Unsatis -- [he recoils some, sheer surprise getting the better of him for this fleeting moment] No!
[A blink, and his expression settles back into something close to, but not quite, neutral. He didn't intend to act so... like that, but honestly how could she think that after the effort he'd put into making her dinner, apologizing. It's not like he bothered to do that for just anyone...]
[Clearing his throat, he can't meet her eyes for now, but neither can he hide his slight fluster] I wouldn't let you stay here if you were. [not that she gives him much say in the matter, but that's neither here nor there.]
All you've done is encourage me toward my goal. And yet being -- with me [for lack of a better word, or one that may offend her] is keeping you from yours. Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?